Chapter 177, poor road, non-gentleman
Dongdongdongdongdong—The remaining sound here is only the meaning of a small bridge thinking quietly.
Under the small bridge, although there was flowing water and meditating, the man next to him was sweating coldly, falling down.
The man who had black hair when he first came in has now all his hair and beards.
The old man opposite him had fewer wrinkles on his face and his skin color was flushed.
Ling Xuzi couldn't say that he was too calm at this moment, and hesitated in the chess pieces in his hand.
Is this aptitude? Or not...
"Don't worry, in this place, there is enough time, and I think about it slowly." The old man looked at Ling Xuzi with interest.
It seems not in a hurry.
The incense next to it is still burning.
But it has been burning for six hours, and the burning area is still just a little bit on the head.
Time seems to have lost its meaning here, everything becomes very slow, and there are only two chess players, and the time with the chess pieces on the chess board is normal.
"You have enough time here to think about the next step. Time here... doesn't make much sense." The old man smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, my surname is Duan."
"You can call the old man, my name is Duan Hongye."
"Duan Hongye..." Ling Xuzi raised his head, felt the soreness in his neck, and smiled, "Why did he give him a playboy's name?"
"Hahahahaha... Playboy, indeed, I was once a young man, but now I am just a bad old man. Women cannot play, food and delicacies cannot be eaten, and I can't smoke in front of me, so I can only gamble with people and play chess."
Duan Hongye put his head in front of Ling Xuzi and smiled.
"How about it, Taoist Master Ling Xuzi, now, have you figured out the next look, how to leave?"
"Didn't you say, don't you hurry?"
"Hahahaha, I'm naturally not in a hurry. Think slowly, the old man is here, there is still time." Duan Hongye sat silently, as if closing his eyes and resting, waiting for Ling Xuzi to take the next step.
When Ling Xuzi took the next step, Duan Hongye had almost no thoughts.
It seemed as if he had figured out what Ling Xuzi would do next.
Ling Xuzi's face suddenly changed, and she became even more aged, her skin was full of wrinkles, and her aging and weak body reaction was revealed.
How could it be that, an old man, he actually counts more and more farther than me...
"Hahahaha, sorry, I'm the old man, beat you at once again." Duan Hongye looked at Ling Xuzi's chess box and smiled: "Your chess box seems to have no more chess box."
Ling Xuzi's increasingly worse condition shows this situation.
Then, Ling Xuzi thought for a long time, gritted her teeth and looked again. However, this time, Ling Xuzi seemed to feel dizzy in her head, and her life was like a candle in the wind...
Duan Hongye continued to do it.
"You have no bets anymore. Your years and years have all belonged to me."
At this time, a lot of wrinkles on Duan Hongye's face disappeared, but he absorbed such a huge number of years and years, and his condition was still like an elderly man.
However, Duan Hongye didn't care, but just felt the rise of his own vitality and was intoxicated.
"I still have life..." Ling Xuzi stared at Duan Hongye calmly.
"Hehe, you are such a gambler. There are very few people who are willing to bet on my life with me after playing chess here."
Duan Hongye narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking at Ling Xuzi in front of him with interest and playfulness.
Duan Hongye did not object to Ling Xuzi's request to bet on his life. On the contrary, he welcomed this point.
After all, life, like a candle in the wind, is the most precious...
"So, let's have another round."
Duan Hongye's thin fingers gently tapped the chess face, and the chess pieces entrenched on it returned to their respective chess boxes as if time had flowed back.
The next game begins.
Although Ling Xuzi acted like a gambler, his heart was very clear.
This time, the other party seemed to be mocking himself, and he pulled himself, who knew he was pursuing him, into this chess game.
It's a provocation.
It's also impulse.
Impulse brings flaws, and bringing yourself is flaws.
Ling Xuzi has activated the talisman in it, and all he needs to do is to hold on until his colleagues come over.
Even if they couldn't come in the end, they had already done their best...
Therefore, I had a clear conscience when I died.
At this time, Ling Xuzi did not hide his tit-for-tat confrontation and said.
"For our human order, people like you must be punished for sin."
"Hey, are you punished for guilt?"
Duan Hongye smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"It is natural for the strong to plunder the weak. The most true truth between heaven and earth is just to redistribute resources one after another between strength and weakness."
At this time, Duan Hongye first glanced at it and then added.
"Also, don't think about waiting for your companions to come and save them. The time flow here is different from that outside. When you play chess here until you die of old age, your companions will never come again. Your struggle is useless."
"Yeah."
Only in this matter, Ling Xuzi was extremely determined.
All he did was to have a clear conscience, and what he did was worthy of his heart.
At this time, Ling Xuzi looked at him again, and he felt his body aging even more...
Even thinking becomes slow. In this state, the possibility of winning Duan Hongye is already slim.
What you do is just to delay time.
ah...
I've tried my best...
Ling Xuzi didn't know how long he had played chess with Duan Hongye, but it made him almost forget his identity.
According to the rules in the chessboard, he can never leave a single child and wait for the world to pass by.
The passing of the world is gradually destroying Ling Xuzi, who is now old.
Only the inner obsession supports him and delays time.
Dong--
The small bridge flowing water, the sounds between heaven and earth, only the sounds of the water wheel swinging and the streams not stopping.
There are also two old men playing chess.
It's quiet.
In the universe, this place is extremely quiet.
Thinking also becomes long.
Then...
"Son should fall here."
A young hand landed a black piece in Ling Xuzi's chess box on the chessboard.
The quiet lasted for three more breaths, and then Duan Hongye looked at the person next to him incredibly.
Taoist beside the chessboard.
"You...you...you..." Duan Hongye was no longer as calm and at ease as before, but was extremely frightened: "Why...when did you come..."
Ling Xuzi suddenly realized the Taoist, and then said with relief.
"The Supreme Immortal, a true gentleman who can't speak without saying anything."
"I am not a gentleman."
After Li Wei made a move for Ling Xuzi, he said lightly: "But it is Mingche, Taixu Temple, Mingche."
Chapter completed!